EPIC Deathskull Lootas go purple!

[madd0ct0r]

Da beginning!

The sun was setting.
Archon Nicotinair stepped delicately down into the blast crater, avoiding the mud where he could. At the bottom a pair of blue tattooed Orks glared at him.

"Ah, my allies, has it not been good?" The Archon spread his arms wide, "We have despoiled this planet; filled our holds with slaves and loot and crushed all who stood against us."

"And 'oo did da Krushing?" roared the bigger of the two Orks. "Us boyz did al da fightin', you've just buggered around in da rear..."

The smaller Ork slapped a hand against the speaker's chest, silencing the Nob immediately.

“Each to da own,” the little Warboss said quietly. “We’ze had a good time and got us a good deal. And we’ze kept it.” He stared at the Archon.

“Oh! That little spaceship you wanted.” The Archon stretched like a cat in the evening sun. “Well, I must admit you’ve earned it but there have been rather a lot of Orks in the last few slave collections.”

Warboss Proppachoppa shrugged. “Dey weren’t my boyz and hoomies are getting a bit thin on da ground. Gotta make quota.”

“Gotta make quota,” The Archon repeated the words softly. “Your people, while impressively tough, have a limited mental capacity and fail to grasp even the most basic pleasure/pain training.
No, I think that rather then gift you a spaceship I’d rather you die where you stand.”

Instantly the crater was floodlit by a harsh, unnatural light. Raiders swooped out of the night sky; cackling Hellions weaving smoke trails around them.

The Warboss grinned and held up an arm. Huge gouts of flame erupted all around the crater rim and the staccato whine of a hundred shootas filled the air.

As burning bodies tumbled out of the sky around him, the Archon tried desperately to contact his ship. The control room was filled with screams and snarls and. After one last bubbling moan, the radio went dead. He never saw Nob Gurtbig reaching towards his head with a hydraulic fist.
The radio crackled back to life. “We ‘as da ship Boss!”

The diminutive Warboss turned to face his cheering warband, “Let’s get off dis stinkin' rok and go find a real fight. Grab your stuff!”
He turned back to the radio,
“Beam us up ladz."

[madd0ct0r]

This will be the plog of my heavily converted EPIC force of Deathskullz who have managed to loot a Dark Eldar warship and are now merrily headed towards Armageddon.

In other words I'm taking a well supported army in a less well supported game and converting them to look like an army for which the models do not exist while remaining exactly the same army.

You'll also have to bear with me for a month or so as
1) my cash for the troops is not yet fluid.
2) most of my tools are 200 miles south in Oxford.
3) the rest of my tools are 200 miles to the south-west in Caerdydd
4) Most importantly, my camera is still 200 miles to the northwest in Liverpool

So with that, you'll just have to put up with the fluff for a bit till I can flesh out these posts with pics.

[madd0ct0r]

Da Warboss.

Unusually for an Ork, Warlord Proppachoppa is smaller, though as tough as, any of his Nobz. His title and reputation come from his first ever Boss fight. He defeated six opponents, all armed with Kustom Choppas. His ‘Proppa Choppa’ was a triple-barrelled, sawn-off Shruiken Catapult.

Now with a flamer attached, “In case ‘dey feel like getting back up,” the Warboss is an awesome force in an assault, often leading a small warband well ahead of his main forces to ensure he gets the fiercest fight and the best loot.

He always does so accompanied by a hand picked group of Nobz who are cunning enough not to try to kill him. The other type doesn’t survive long. Although unconventional, Orks find it hard not to respect someone who’ll challenge you to arm-wrestle , then bite your fingers off

[Chaos and Evil]

I am looking forwards to this one!

[Pekel]

Nicotinair

buggered around in da rear

Nice fluff.

[madd0ct0r]

Don't worry, there's a lot lot more to come. :-)

In the meantime (and cos i needed the practice with autocad) here is the net for an epic scale DE raider.

DOUBLE EDIT: There is now a better version of this and a ravager variant. I'll post them tomorrow along with (hopefully) pics for both EPIC and 40K scale.




the finished raider is 30mm long and 10mm wide.

Folds: I messed these up a bit.
Looking down at the paper.
All blue lines are valley folds, the two pink lines are mountain folds.
The spiky bat wing like parts i messed up. There is a mountain fold 10mm in from the wingtip and a vallet fold where they join the main body.
The front armour section (looks like a cobweb between the two triangles) ISN'T folded but should curve around gracefully.

Instructions (as if an ork reads those!)
1. Cut out.

2. Cut the long thin line between batwings and thin spkiy bit below them. You should have them held on by just 5mm in the middle

3. Fold and glue the green patches to the green patch on the main body. They both should have a bit that overlaps by 5mm. Fold these at 90degrees and glue them together (like a fin) (otherside of stripy block)

4. Fold the thin spiky bits at the back up where the lines are.
They should be vertical about 5mm apart

5. Fold the squarish bit they're attached to towards the body so the long spiky bits have a flat edge along the body either side of the fin.

6.Carefully glue them to the fin (red patches to stripy), you don't want an extra crease here, it should be a nice curve. This gives a strut that runs down the centre of the raider and makes it much stiffer then otherwise possible.

7. carefully wrap the weird bit on the fount around so the two triangles line up and glue them together. This should give you some nice curvy fount armour ala raider. (Blue to the underside of brick)

8.There should only be the batwings on the back left now, They're going to be the engine housing, tail and tailwing.
Fold them up and glue yellow to yellow. Again, we're looking for a nice curve.

8. Fold the tips of the batwings out to make the tailwings.

You like?

I'm going to be using it as the basis of most my Looted creations.
It's not perfect - that one central strut instead of anywhere for people to actually sit. A 5 mm wide hollow strut is possible but much more fiddly and weaker. If i was doing a 40K scale one then definitely. The model as a whole could become more detailed.

For EPIC?
impression beats reality.

EDIT: drat - the dimensions file didn't work. Everything is done in multiples of 2.5mm. Batwings are 25mm long. Spiky bits 2.5mm longer.
I'll redo it once i get back next week - got 4 yr aniversary followed by a wedding (not mine).

[madd0ct0r]

Yet more fluff I'm afraid.

Da Warbikes

Hed Nob Gurtbig was not happy. He’d been trying to rivet himself a new suit of armour but was hampered by:
1) the previous owners had been a lot skinnier
2) they hadn’t worn much armour anyway
3) all the suits seemed to have two or three holes extra that were of no use whatsoever
4) and when he did succeed in cobbling enough parts together there were so many spikes he couldn’t fit through the doorway let alone swing his arms.
Giving it up as a bad job he wandered down to the Bike Deck to see how his mates in “da Speed Freeks” were getting on.

The Bike Deck stank of oil and burning rubber. Bits of old ripped tyre were hanging over a couple of candles. It made the place smell of home. All the tyres and stuff had been brought from the planet, the Dark Eldar having little use for them. Gurtbig nodded briskly as Madferit ducked his head to the Nob.
Madferit always boasted to new recruits that his name came from his great skill and love of speed. Gurtbig was one of the few old enough to remember a young Ork walking into the encampment wearing a dead stoat; announcing he had killed “da Great Mad Ferret”

Despite this start, he had turned into a good biker Boss, capable of keeping his krew rolling on the most unlikely of parts. His boys, however, were having trouble adapting to the new technology.

“Oi boss, can I hav annuvver wheel to stick on da front?”

“It’s a bleedin’ jet bike, whadja want to stick a wheel on it fer?”

“Well boss, if oim going full pelt and miss da target, it means oi can come back fer annuver go without ‘aving to get off.”

“It’s a smeggin’ reaver jetbike, one of da best bikes you can steal. ‘Sides, we’re running short of tyres.”

“Put a big ski on it,” Gurtbig interrupted. The other two stared at him. “Word from da Warboss is we’re gonna be fightin’ on ice.”

“Ski’s spikes and tracks den?” mused Madferit, already rebuilding his bike in his mind, “Thanks fer da tip. Just as well, we’re running out of good tyres. Had to go through the Panzee’s wardrobes to get enough rubber for the last batch.
So den, Gurtbag, what brings you down ‘ere?”

[madd0ct0r]

OK

Once you get down to this scale paper becomes usefully stiff while still suitably DE thin.

You may want to use something else or paint it before cutting it out. Can't think of any good spray on stiffeners beyond gloss at the moment. The tail fins are the most obvious flaw - possibly a T shaped piece of plasticard?

For a raider just cut the side shields off.

Green parts are valley folds; red = mountain fold

rear detail view


classic view


and with it's 40K bigger brother:

[madd0ct0r]

ok. a real model. sort of.



It's meant to be a looted reaver jetbike with extra dakka and a big exaust.

oh well, maybe the paintjob will clear it up a little.
There's yet more fluff coming too.

[madd0ct0r]

more fluff, no models. I'm a bad panda.


Da Landa:

Flymek Bluberd was feeling justifiably nervous. Half the warband had crowded into the flight deck and gantires, surronding the Landa in a raucous, excited mob. There was a clear space around the giant aircraft though: nobody bothered the Warboss when he was amking an inspection.

The Big Meks of the Warband stood off to one side. They had given thier verdicts earlier, "Not enuff armour," "Too damn slow," "Needs more dakka," "But I reckon I could fly it."

With a hiss of p[istons the main hatch opened, framing the Warboss and two Nobz. The lights behind flared lucky blue before returning to power field green. The Warboss's grin was electric.

"I likes it," he bellowed to the crowd, "Youse lot can slog it on da graound, but me and my boyz 'ere, we iz gettin der first and arrin' wit style."

He pointed to the gun turrets that were welded wherever Bluberd had found space. Each turret was made of about eight splinter rifles strapped to a cooling spinner.

"We 'az dakka enuff for all da Blue Beakies; 'dere Commanders and 'dere flyboyz. And dat means plenty of loot for all!"

The crowd stmaped their feet and grinned in anticipation.

"But wot if dey has tanks? Dakka ain't enuff an it's hard to get choppy in a flyer." Several Dethkopta pilots shouted their objections but the chief was on a roll.

"Dis is where dese come in," He patted on of two huge torpedos. "Inside each one of dese is one of dem Purple Panzees we kaptured. He's hopped uo on drugs so he don't notice he's tied down and eze' got a sleep tape whispering in his ear.
Dis sleep tape is a hoomie thing that basically tells im he'z ded powerful and successful and dat everyone loves 'im. Pretty soon his ego hits critical mass."

He thumped the torpedo again for emphasis. Bluberd winced, he knew just how fragile the Dark Eldar's egos were.

"Just before it 'its da target, diss little window opens and da Panzee realises where he iz and dat he's gonna die. His ego shrinks so fast it causes a physic vacumn and sucks im and half der tank into da warp!"

The hangar shook with the cheering, the loudest coming from the grots for some reason.

It was a good plan.

[madd0ct0r]

Believe it or not - I haven't got any fluff for these models...

yet.







I've yet to finish the stompa - needs more detailing, the wood sealing or covering and a whole lot of paint.

[madd0ct0r]

I haven't been neglecting these guys (much)

One kustom blaster gargant. sort of painted.
He's still missing a Nob with a megaphone on the balcony and lots of little riggers.
As usual the quality is questionable, but the use of lego bricks as mounting points may be of use to some - Who dosen't have a big box of Lego in storage somewhere?

I'm also going to be including a lego block in the base of the models, so I can just click fit them into a carry case.

[madd0ct0r]

i atent ded.

[doombanner]

i atent ded.

Um... okay? :confused:

~Doom Banner

[Brother Jones]

This is a odd thread.

[doombanner]

This is a odd thread.

We can't stop here! This is bat country!

~Doom Banner

[madd0ct0r]

stockpile continues.

[RedSarge]

where's the 40k?

[Latro_]

heh i'm hungover, this thread is very odd indeed.

thumbs up though, very bizaare but gotta admire ye passion.

[landingshortly]

stockpile continues.

dude, where did you get this mug? =) i saw it a couple of years ago, wanted to buy it and it was sold out then ...